aircannonsinc Chapter 55 I'll give you perfection, but you expect the Zhang family to just drink boiled water
Chapter 55 I'll give you perfection, but you expect the Zhang family to just drink boiled water
Biyou Village Square.
The weather is gloomy today, with dark clouds hanging low, as if they might collapse at any moment.
The air was thick with a suffocating heat, like the calm before a storm.
The square was packed with people.
On one side were dozens of ordinary villagers who had undergone transformation, and on the other side were the remaining few who had reached the highest level.
On the high platform, Ma Xianhong stood alone.
He's acting very strangely today.
Her eyes were sunken and bloodshot, and her usually meticulously styled long hair was now disheveled and draped over her shoulders.
He gripped a string of red prayer beads tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Everyone!"
Ma Xianhong's voice was hoarse, revealing a sense of anxiety:
"I have great news to share! The core of the Body Cultivation Furnace... is complete!"
"This is the final, perfect version! Once you enter this furnace, regardless of your previous qualifications, you will instantly become a perfect superhuman! There are absolutely no side effects!"
"Today marks the official launch of our 'Everyone a Dragon' plan in Biyou Village!"
Ma Xianhong opened his arms, waiting for cheers and applause.
Based on past experience, the villagers below should be clapping wildly at this point, then their eyes should be filled with tears, and finally they should be scrambling to get into the furnace.
however.
A second passed.
Ten seconds passed.
The square was deathly silent.
The only sound was the rustling of leaves in the wind.
The villagers looked at each other, and instead of stepping forward, they all simultaneously…
He took a step back.
"Um?"
Ma Xianhong's fanaticism froze; he stared at the scene in disbelief.
"What...what are you doing?"
"With such a great opportunity right in front of you, what are you hesitating for?"
A commotion broke out in the crowd.
Finally, a middle-aged woman who was usually the one leading the charge, the one Su Wuxian had singled out yesterday for having high blood pressure, timidly raised her hand:
"Um... Master."
"I don't want to go into the furnace."
"Grandpa Su said that my body is weak, that's... that's what they call overdrawing my life. I still want to live a couple more years to hold my grandson."
"Yes, Master."
An older man next to me was also clutching his back.
"Uncle Su is right. I've been feeling back pain these past few days. It must be that Qi backfiring. I want to go home and drink some goji berry water to soothe myself. As for this stove... I won't go in."
"I want to go home too..."
"I'm quitting this extraordinary person job, it's too tiring."
For a time, the sound of retreating drums rose and fell.
Su Wuxian's previous "health scams" and "harvesting韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting consumers) theories".
At this point, the full effect was achieved.
Like nails, they were deeply embedded in the hearts of these ordinary people.
After all, who wouldn't want to live a couple more years?
"Nonsense!!"
Ma Xianhong roared suddenly, startling the old woman so much that she fell to the ground.
"That's a lie! That Su Wuxian is lying to you!"
Ma Xianhong rushed down from the platform, grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder, his eyes filled with a kind of madness:
"What do you mean by overdrawing your life? My furnace is perfect! I'm saving you! I'm helping you change your fate!"
"Don't you want to become stronger? Don't you want to stop being bullied? Now the opportunity is right in front of you, why are you running away?"
"Ouch... Master, you're hurting me..."
The man turned pale with fright and struggled desperately.
"Don't run! Nobody is allowed to run!"
Ma Xianhong's Qi suddenly erupted, and the red prayer beads behind him flew up.
Transforming into streaks of red light, they instantly formed a massive cage, trapping all the villagers inside!
"Master! What are you doing??"
Jin Yong and Bi Yuan, who were standing to the side, were both stunned.
Is this still the same gentle and refined Master Ma who always said "it's up to you to stay or leave"?
This is clearly a kidnapping!
"Shut up!"
Ma Xianhong turned around, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at his superior talents:
"Do you want to betray me too???"
"I did all this for their own good! They're foolish! Ignorant! They've been bewitched by that old charlatan, Su Wuxian!"
"Since they don't know what's right, I'll choose for them!"
"Once they enter the furnace... once they become perfect superhumans... they will understand my good intentions!"
"Yes! They'll thank me then!"
While muttering to himself, Ma Xianhong manipulated his magical artifact, forcibly grabbing several screaming villagers and dragging them toward the Xiu Shen Tang (Hall of Cultivation).
"He's gone mad... the cult leader has gone mad..."
Bi Yuan shook his head and silently retreated to the edge of the crowd.
He knew that Biyou Village was finished.
……
In the distance, the roof of Tingfeng Pavilion.
Su Wuxian held a telescope in his hand and a toothpick in his mouth, watching the farce unfolding in the square.
Behind him, all the temporary workers were present, and even the old master and Tian Jinzhong sat down on small stools.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Su Wuxian put down the binoculars and sighed:
"You're getting impatient already? Little Ma's mentality still isn't right."
"So-called idealists, once they find that reality doesn't go according to their script, will become the most extreme dictators."
"Master, shall we make our move?"
Looking at the villagers below, crying and wailing, Zhang Chulan felt a pang of pity.
"If we don't act now, those old ladies will really be stuffed into the stove as fuel."
"Don't rush."
Su Wuxian waved his hand, his eyes frighteningly calm:
"It's not the right time yet."
"We need to alienate him from everyone and make those few talented men under his command completely give up."
"Killing him now will not help."
"Let the bullets fly for a while longer."
"Look, someone can't hold back anymore."
Following Su Wuxian's gaze.
Finally, someone stepped forward in the square.
"Master! Stop!"
Jin Yong stood in front of the villagers, his broadsword held horizontally in front of his chest:
"You said that people are free to come and go from Biyou Village! What are you doing now? Are you forcing someone to buy your goods?"
"Jin Yong! Get out of the way!"
Ma Xianhong was no longer able to hear anything; all he could think about was the text message his sister had sent him—"At all costs."
"Even you're trying to stop me?"
"It's not that I'm stopping you, it's that you're obsessed!"
Jin Yong roared:
"You didn't know to protect that evil cultivator Zhao Guizhen, and now you're attacking these ordinary people. How is that any different from being an evil cultivator?"
"I'm doing this for the greater good!!"
Ma Xianhong unleashed his full power, his Black Armor instantly covering his entire body as he punched Jin Yong!
boom!
Although Jin Yong was physically strong, he was no match for Ma Xianhong, who was empowered by various top-tier magical artifacts.
He was blasted away by a single punch, crashing into the wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Who else???"
Ma Xianhong looked around, his gaze sweeping over Bi Yuan, Qiu Rang, and the others.
Qiu Rang lowered his head, not daring to speak.
Bi Yuan sighed and turned to leave.
"Good...very good..."
Ma Xianhong gave a bitter laugh:
"Nobody understands me...nobody understands me..."
"Then I'll do it myself!"
He suddenly waved his hand, and the red prayer beads tightened again, causing the villagers to scream in agony.
"That's about it."
On the rooftop, Su Wuxian stood up and patted the dust off his backside.
He stretched his neck, and the languor in his eyes vanished, replaced by a captivating aura of dominance.
"Senior brother, please have some tea here."
"Xiao Wangye, Zhang Chulan, and the temporary workers."
"Get to work."
There is only one goal.
Su Wuxian pointed to the figure below who had already descended into madness:
"Smash that damn stove of his!"
"Take off that turtle shell he's so proud of, piece by piece..."
"yes!!"
The crowd responded in unison.
next second.
Several figures leaped down from Tingfeng Pavilion, like a pack of tigers descending the mountain, rushing towards the crumbling Biyou Village.
"Ma Xianhong!"
The sound of three large words came from the sky!
Su Wuxian's voice boomed like thunder across the square:
"I'm getting a little tired of playing with you for so many days."
"Now, it's time for you to wake up from your dream!"
boom!
Su Wuxian stomped down, stepping directly between Ma Xianhong and the villagers, trapping the red prayer beads...
Stomp it to pieces!
Refined in an instant! (not really)
P.S.: The climax of Volume Two is coming soon! The Biyou Village storyline isn't over yet, and I guarantee you won't be able to guess what happens next. I can only say it's absolutely amazing, and definitely the pinnacle of one-person fan fiction (don't scold me if I'm wrong, I'm just bragging). Stay tuned! (I've already said that, aren't you going to send me gifts? I'd be happy to send three a day for my love of fan fiction! Click to urge me to update!)